Showing posts with label erotic story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label erotic story. Show all posts

Tuesday, 25 July 2017

EROTIC STORY: This Crazy Little Thing Called SEX part 5.


5: The End of Days.

That most wonderful of weekends faded into a memory as Monday morning ticked around to signal the beginning of another College week. As usual, I was up and about getting ready and sorting out all the things I needed for the day ahead. Well, sort of. What I mean is, um, not exactly.

I was sat on the end of my bed sending Sally a text when my mother appeared in the doorway. She waited until I was done then came into the bedroom to sit on the corner of my dresser. I clicked off the phone and slipped it into the pocket of my jeans.

"Thought we could talk," she sighed with a small smile, "Seeing as we've both been really busy these past few days and with your dad being home all weekend and everything."

I nodded as I tugged my black boots on. "Sure, mom," I had been waiting for this to happen, "Anything wrong?"

She shook her head. "No, no," she reassured me, "I was just, you know, wondering how the other day went. The day after we talked and you told me about the thing. Are you alright?"

I reached across and took both her hands in mine. She could be such a worry wart at times. "Everything is absolutely fine, mom. You were right. We had a really good talk. Sorted some things out between us, and now we're where we need to be. I couldn't be happier."

Mom smiled, looking relieved and gave my hands a firm squeeze. "That's good. I'm glad you got what you wanted. Even if it was a little unusual," she laughed, "So when do I get a proper introduction?"

Oh, now there's a question. "Soon mom, soon," I promised.

There was a sudden knock on the door. "Oh, that will be Betty. I said I would give her a lift into town and go shopping with her," She got to her feet and pointed at me, "You need to get a move on. Do you want a lift?"

I shook my head. "No, mom. The bus is fine. You go have a fun day."

She ran out of the room giving me a quick wave. "See you later, sweetie. Say hi to your boyfriend for me."

And with that, she was gone as she grabbed her things and slammed the front door behind her.

A minute later my mobile beeped and I took it out and looked at the message on the screen. It was a reply from Sally. I smiled and jumped up to get ready for our little adventure. It looked like there would be no Shakespeare for us this day.

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Saturday, 22 July 2017

EROTIC STORY: This Crazy Little Thing Called SEX part 4.



4: Her port in any storm.

The tide had turned, with the sea lapping at our bare feet as we walked hand in hand along the shoreline towards the stone jetty, where children played and boats were moored.

Rick stopped and raised his hand to shield his eyes from the bright sun as he looked across the horizon to where the white swell of crashing waves burst upon the rocks off Church Point. "One day," he promised, "I'm going to live in a place like this. Away from everything."

"You are such the romantic," I smiled as I snuggled in close to him, still clasping his hand in mine. And he was. And that was what I loved most about him. It was always about the small things. The things he did without thinking that made you smile.

"What about you?" he asked.

I twiddled my toes, enjoying the feel of wet sand beneath them, "Hmmm, what about me what?"

"What's your 'one day when'?"

To be with you, silly. I go where you go. Isn't that obvious?

"It doesn't matter where I am, what I'm doing, so long as I'm happy," I replied. Life would take me wherever she meant for me to go. He just looked at me and smiled. I was happy now, so, maybe, I had already arrived.

There were groups of people, mostly families with children, spread out along the beach as we just wandered on our way. As we passed them by, some of them began to notice me and look in my direction, pretending not to stare. Men and boys of all ages and I had to bite my lip as so many of them automatically sucked in their guts and stuck out their chests when they saw me glance their way.

"Thank God, you're not wearing a bikini," Rick whispered in my ear, "There'd be a riot."

I gave him a stern look and we both laughed as we walked on.

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Sunday, 16 July 2017

EROTIC STORY: This Crazy Little Thing Called SEX: Part 3



3: Dominus Domina.

The half moon sat artfully in the night sky casting its pale light into my room as I lay on my bed staring up at the shadows it cast.

Both my hands were gently stroking either side of my sex as the events of the day fed my imagination and played out over and over in my head as I closed my eyes breathing deeply of the sensations flowing through me. 

A stray finger rubbed my still deliciously sore pussy that I had flushed clean when I got home earlier and my thoughts turned back to him.

After we left the motel, he drove me home and pulled up a few yards from my house.

We didn't talk much. Both of us dealing with our emotions in our own way and still coming to terms with the beginnings of our relationship. I undid the seat belt and reached for the door. 

"Jen, I uh," he started to say but I quickly put a finger to his lips.

I squeezed his hand. "Shhhhhh, I'm fine. That was wonderful. Everything was perfect. Go to work. I'll see you tomorrow."

He nodded as I got out and I stood to watch as he drove away.

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Friday, 14 July 2017

Erotic Story: This Crazy Little Thing Called SEX: Part 2.



2: The passion flower.

The bus pulled into the college stop and I gathered my things together to get off and head in for the first lesson of the week. It was Monday and the first hint of Autumn was in the air.

Despite the bustle of students around me going about their daily routine, I was in a world of my own. Everything seemed different somehow. Everything was different. As if I had stepped through a door into a much larger existence. I stopped, closed my eyes and breathed deeply of the September air.

I opened them to find Sally standing at the college gates waiting for me. She just gave me a look as I came and stood before her. I pursed my lips trying not to grin like a loon. Her smile widened into a pearly white grin as she gave me a huge hug and slipped her arm through mine as we walked together into the building.

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Thursday, 6 July 2017

Erotic Story: This Crazy Little Thing Called SEX: part 1.



1: The heart wants what the heart desires.

His was the first proper penis I ever saw. We stood facing each other at the bottom of the bed as I watched him slowly remove the last item of his clothing and nervously stand before me as he clasped his hands self consciously in front of his unfurling manhood. He stared at the floor for what seemed an age then, breathing deeply, he slowly let his hands fall away to reveal his sex to me. My heart was racing and the flushing waves of desire and lust washed over me as I stared at him naked for the first time as he began to unfurl and grow.

The size and weight of his organ swelled and dropped down with the covered crown emerging into a shaft of sunlight like an awakening snake. We were both staring as this thing became everything between us. I lifted my gaze to his face and our eyes met. He smiled shyly, almost apologetically, and raised his hand for me to take. I felt the blood thundering through my veins as I slipped my hand in his and let him lead me to my Grandmothers bed.

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